Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Mrs. Zhao, who has almost cultivated herself, came to the General's Mansion again.

Jiang Lai was eating, and Chunyue brought Mrs. Zhao in.

"Are you eating? Mother, let's see what to eat."

Mrs. Zhao glanced at the meals on Jiang Lai's table, they were exquisite and thoughtful, even the dishes were plated with gold, more than a dozen dishes with meat and vegetables were placed in front of Jiang Lai, and a maid stood beside her quietly serving the dishes.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes flashed unwillingness.

Life in the Hou's mansion was almost over, but Jiang Lai was lucky. Those who were popular in the general's mansion and who drank spicy food never thought of being filial to her as a mother.

"Mother just didn't eat, so give me those chopsticks."

The maid handed over a pair of chopsticks, and Mrs. Zhao ate while sitting down.

Seeing her like this, Jiang almost knew in his heart that there should be only an empty shell left in the Hou's Mansion. Her aunt in the Hou's Mansion sounds like a rich lady in a high-end courtyard, but three meals a day are all gone. question.

But in order to maintain the prosperity on the surface, the Hou Mansion is still dressed in brocade clothes when going out, but it can be seen from the few hairpins on Mrs. Zhao's head that are highly visible, that should be all her belongings on her head.

"Good boy, the general treats you so well, you should talk to the general more, and ask him to wipe your father off the charges. I have heard that Dali Siqing and General Tie are close friends, and General Tie even saved him. His life! As long as he comes forward, Dali Siqing will definitely spare the Houfu."

Jiang Lai took a sip of scented tea and sighed.

"Mother, you don't know. The general hasn't returned to the mansion for nearly a month. I want to say something nice for the Hou mansion, but I don't have this chance."

"The general isn't going back to the mansion? Then where is he going? How can you, a wife, sit still if your man hasn't returned in a month!"

What a useless thing.

Mrs. Zhao put down her chopsticks angrily and urged Jiang to come.

"Go and ask the general to come back!"

"Mother, how dare I ask more about the general, have you finished eating?"

Madam Zhao looked at Jiang Lai with disgust and dissatisfaction.

"The reason why you were married here was to help the Marquis Mansion speak well in front of the general, and your sister just let you sit in the position of Mrs. Zheng Yipin! Without her, you can eat well and dress well now?

You have to be conscientious in life, your sister has sacrificed so much, why are you so ignorant at all!Everyone in the Hou Mansion is struggling, how can you eat so many dishes by yourself! "

"Mother, didn't you enjoy eating just now? Besides, there are so many people in the capital asking to marry Jiang Yu. I heard that one of them is an imperial merchant, who is also the richest man in the capital. Isn't Jiang Yu willing to sacrifice? Then Let her marry in the past, wouldn't it be easier for the two families to get married in the Marquis Mansion!"

When Mrs. Zhao heard what Jiang said, her lungs would explode with anger. If she was not still in the General's Mansion, she would definitely slap Jiang Lai severely.

"Nonsense! Your sister is the concubine of the Hou family! Royal blood! How can she marry a businessman! If she wants to marry in the future, she must be a prince. You compare her with yourself, don't you?"

Mrs. Zhao was steadfast in defending Jiang Yu.

She is really eager to love her daughter.

Jiang Lai nodded.

"Yes, it's really incomparable. Jiang Yu's mother is Mrs. Hou, and the blood shed from her body is also from the royal family. Unlike my mother, you are a merchant's daughter who is lowly and humble. Don't you blame me for not being able to compare with Jiang Yu?
Your own bones shed vile blood, and the daughter you gave birth to shed the same vile blood.

Mother, you always remind me to recognize my identity, of course I recognize it, my mother is a bitch, isn't that what people say. "

Mrs. Zhao was already speechless.

Seeing her blushing, thick neck, and trembling lips, Jiang Lai couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, is what I said unreasonable?"

"You, you, you dare to scold me?!"

Mrs. Zhao's sharp voice was about to lose control, Jiang Lai slowly put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at her.

"Mother, it's you who keep scolding yourself. I'm your own daughter. If you call me cheap, don't you just call yourself cheap? Even if you say this in front of the heavenly king, it's okay. In the future, don't scold yourself. Life is tiring." Are you not tired?"

After speaking, Jiang Lai stood up and yawned.

"My daughter won't stay any longer, let's go back."

Mrs. Zhao was already injured, but now that Jiang Lai is so angry, she will be ill when she comes back.

Now the situation of the Hou Mansion is here. There are two medicine pots in the family, Mrs. Hou and Jiang Yu, who have to rely on pawning jewelry to buy medicines every day. The maid who was taking care of her by her side had already been sold out, lying on the bed all day without even being served tea and water, Madam Zhao was full of remorse.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let Jiang Lai marry into the General's Mansion, otherwise, even if she were to marry a wealthy businessman casually, she wouldn't be reduced to the point where she didn't even have money for medicine.

The house leak happened to be raining overnight, and soon Hou Ye’s meager salary was also cut off, and the warehouse at home was sealed up. He planned to pawn the antiques left by his ancestors for a while, but now they are all sealed up in the warehouse. Do not come near.

According to the development of the original plot, at this time, the Huangfu family came to ask for marriage. Jiang Lai, who had just returned home from divorce, happened to be a ready-made tool man, and the Hou Fu married the son of the Huangfu family without hesitation.

In exchange, the Huangfu family gave Hou Fu a large sum of money.

"For the next spring hunt, Jiang Yu used the money to make an elegant and unique dress for the emperor to perform. She stole the limelight."

Jiang Lai was eating grapes, and while listening to Little Pudding chanting, he looked at the maid kneeling at his feet, with one hand on the table, and the maid in front of him was carefully dyeing her nails, when Little Pudding asked.

"You said that Jiang Yu also needs to take medicine. Where did she get sick?"

Mrs. Hou's illness cannot be inherited from Jiang Yu.

Jiang Lai raised his hand and looked carefully at his beautiful nails, and said leisurely.

"A person who takes medicine every day must be a patient?"

Little Pudding couldn't understand Jiang Lai's words.

"What medicine does she take if she's not sick? She's not stupid."

"It's because I'm not stupid that I keep taking medicine. Otherwise, Madam Hou would have doubted Jiang Yu's identity when Mrs. Zhao engaged in that scene. At this time, as long as Jiang Yu is sick, Mrs. Hou will definitely not ask any more questions. Isn't that right?" Illness is a safety talisman, you know?"

Little Pudding became more and more confused.

"Jiang Yu doesn't know that she is not Mrs. Hou's daughter. Why did she pretend to be sick to deceive Mrs. Hou? Do you mean that she already knew about her life experience?"

It makes sense when you think about it that way.

That's right, why didn't he think about it, maybe Jiang Yu already knew that she was not Madam Hou's own!
"You are not so stupid that there is no cure. Mrs. Zhao is so kind to her, Jiang Yu should have guessed it very early. If she was a child, her illness may be due to Mrs. Zhao's hands and feet, but when she grows up, she must take the initiative to cooperate." .”